A very sudden knock on the door.

Everyone's eyes realized that they turned around.

Grandma Xu is sitting on a stool and holding tea.

When she had a backer, she raised her head and looked at Qin Ran and the others with a slanted eyes. When she heard the sound, she turned her head.

I saw the young policeman at a glance.

"Who is Miss Qin Ran?" The policeman glanced in the crowd, and finally stopped at the girl wearing Hengchuan No. 1 Middle School uniform.

The girl looked sideways, but she could still see the beautiful outline of her face.

The skin is very white, the school uniform is dressed properly, and it is open. The white shirt inside is stained with a few drops of blood, outlining flexible and slender lines.

There were so many people in the audience, and this one was the most eye-catching. The policeman's eyes subconsciously fell on her face.

When the girl raised her eyes slightly and looked at her inquiringly, the police officer realized that she was Qin Ran.

"Miss Qin, Director Jiang invites you to the lounge." The police officer bowed slightly, "Please come here."

Qin Ran paused, and put one hand in her pocket. She tilted her head slightly, squinted her eyes slightly, and began to wonder who was looking for her?

She is familiar with...it doesn't seem to have a surname Jiang?

Lin Jinxuan looked at her inquiringly. Qin Ran raised her chin and spoke casually, "It's okay, I'll go and take a look."

She walked out the door.

Jiang Hui was "exiled" from the capital. In ancient times, he was definitely an imperial envoy, equivalent to a special envoy.

Directly representing the top leadership here.

Deputy Director Shen must know each other, but he didn't know if the police officer called "Director Jiang" and the Jiang Hui he knew were the same person.

Seeing the policeman ask Qin Ran to go over and go directly to the lounge after passing him.

Deputy Director Shen was very surprised. He couldn't help but look at Qin Ran who was going out and asked the police officer very politely, "This Director Jiang is..."

The policeman glanced at him, said nothing, and turned around and left.

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In the lounge, Jiang Hui is nearly forty years old and is well maintained, just like in her early thirties.

Time has left no trace on him.

He sat on the chair, reached out to pour two cups of tea, glanced at the slender figure standing by the door, and laughed, "Sit down for a while, drink tea, you have already checked it. Seeing that you are so anxious, you think something has happened."

This master's affairs cannot be delayed.

Who knew that the rush came was just a dispute between high school students.

Cheng Mu sat aside and nodded wildly in his heart.

Isn’t that what can be done with just one phone call? I have to get Jiang Hui over, how much will it take to delay?

In ancient times, their Jun Ye was definitely a foolish emperor.

Lu Zhaoying touched her earrings and turned her head, "Uncle Jiang, haven't the person come yet?"

"What's the hurry?" Jiang Hui was curious at this moment. Which girl could make these two people so anxious?

Two figures could be seen coming outside the window.

Jiang Hui picked up the teacup and spoke calmly: "Look, isn't this coming?"

After saying that, his eyes didn't change.

Cheng Jun's expression was quite dull, his peach blossom eyes were half-closed, his hands were wrapped around his chest, leaning against the door frame lazily, and his figure was slender.

A familiar figure appeared in my eyes.

Cheng Jun stood up subconsciously and his eyes fell on her.

The little girl followed the policeman, lowered her head slightly, and walked slowly over. Her school uniform jacket was quite loose, and she looked thinner and thinner when she draped it on her.

Open the jacket to reveal the white shirt inside.

There is blood.

Cheng Jun was sensitive to five senses. Before he could even come, he smelled a strong smell of blood.

Cheng Jun leaned against the door and looked at her for a few seconds, with a cold expression, "right hand."

Qin Ran raised her eyes and saw Cheng Jun standing by the door and looking at her.

She pursed her lips and glanced at him, then slowly pulled out the hand from her pocket.

With so many people coming and going, no one seemed to notice the problem with her hand.

Lu Zhaoying felt relieved when she saw Qin Ran coming, but the next second, he saw Qin Ran take out his fingers from his pocket.

The little girl's hands are thin and white, and her nails are trimmed clean and moist.

Lu Zhaoying told Cheng Jun more than once that it was a pair of pianists' hands.

At this time, the hand was stained with scarlet blood.

Some are dry, some are still dripping.

Cheng Jun lowered his eyes, lowered his head, and gently spread her fingers with his hands. Two wounds inside were crossing the palm of his hand. The blade was very narrow. I don’t know how long it took, but blood still kept oozing out.

Cheng Jun is a doctor, so how could he not know how deep the wound is?

He looked at the hand for a while, and the light and shadows in his eyes rose and fell, "Cheng Mu, drive the car over."

The wound looked really ferocious. Cheng Mu took a look. There was no expression on the Mu's face, but his lips were pursed inadvertently.

Go and drive in silence.

Lu Zhaoying came back to her senses. He stared at the shocking wound and suddenly stood up, "What's going on?"

Jiang Hui had already accompanied these two people for a while. Looking at Cheng Jun's expression, he said that after so many years, he hadn't seen Cheng Jun get angry, and he couldn't help but look at him sideways.

He couldn't help but sit up straight, turned his head and looked at the director standing aside, and knocked the teacup on the table.

A "clang" sound was made.

As soon as the director returned home, the stool under his butt was called by the police officer before he could even sit there.

Director Jiang came to their bureau to inspect!

He didn't know Cheng Jun and Lu Zhaoying, but he knew Jiang Hui. Seeing that Jiang Hui was so polite to Cheng Jun, he fell into his throat again and his heart suddenly became thrust.

"What's going on? You've even lynched?!" He immediately turned his head and asked the police officer.

The police officer handed Jiang Hui the confession he brought and repeated what he learned.

The lounge was quiet, and no one else spoke except his voice. The policeman spoke as he spoke.

Cheng Mu went to pick up the car and had not come back yet. Lu Zhaoying was used to being domineering in the capital, and Qin Ran was marked by him.

"laugh--"

A chuckle.

The police officer felt a little confused.

He looked up carefully.

"I'll give them a private matter, tsk," Lu Zhaoying pulled off her collar, and her earrings were covered with a cold light. She walked outside the door, turned her head, and raised her chin to the policeman, "Where are they?"

No one in Sijiu City dared to say this in front of Mr. Cheng!

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Second update, thank you very much for your support of Humiliation Flower. This time, PK saw the dawn and I am the dogs (*'ε`*)
Chapter completed!